"Is it me?"
Jian Wushuang asked himself.
He didn't know.
"Third brother, will you participate in the Selection Ceremony in three years time?" Wang Yuan asked Jian Wushuang with interest.
Jian Wushuang fixed his eyes slightly, pondered for a while, then nodded heavily. "I will."
"Haha..." Wang Yuan laughed. "Third brother, it seems that I am right. You really do like Leng Rushuang, otherwise you would never have taken such a risk to find the Yin-Yang Dragon-phoenix Fruit in the Stellar Fog Sea.
"Tell me, when did you become interested in Leng Rushuang?"
Wang Yuan turned his gaze, looking forward to Jian Wushuang's answer.
Jian Wushuang put on a bitter smile, but his eyes became blurry.
"Leng Rushuang..."
As early as the first time he had seen her in the Ancient World, the cold pride in Leng Rushuang's bones had made him throb slightly.